"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Sobriety is weird. Hard to get used to after years with a desk stacked with beers and liquor, Anytime a tear raced down the corners of my eyes. I can see why many lie in fear when our feelings storm around inside. Clearer than before, Now that all the rain on my side stopped pouring... Continue Reading →
Some wake up, Yet, Their eyes aren't open. Living as if every Universal Law must bend towards their reality. Acting as if their life is much worse than it actually is... What can you do when someone is that mentally deranged? Falsifying some sort of struggle of loneliness, Even when surrounded by others throughout the... Continue Reading →
I often ask, How do we know if what we do is right. Is it that moment of hysteria when you impale that knife, In the spine of another? Or, That sigh of relief when you decide to be the bigger person, Rather than fighting with your brothers just to kill each other?... But, What... Continue Reading →
Hot flashes consume my entire being, Once the last drop of Budweiser, 40oz, Flies down to my lower bowels. Yet, Another blunt is rolled. Lit by thoughts of freedom from this Jail Cell I housed myself in... Although nauseated. The thought of Earth and how luscious its Roses are have confiscated, That fear of Pain... Continue Reading →
Containing the monster inside of you is a task as difficult as running 100,000 miles through a hailstorm with ice the size of soccer balls falling on top of your head. Shackling down the beasts who has been banging and banging on each wall you've surrounded it with couldn't be more daunting than blaming yourself... Continue Reading →
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